my love poem

Sanaa brave - 26 - 2 - 2022

my dear...
Did you get to read the morning messages?!
a lot of rain
On the windows of dawn with a permissible sign
I know you were asleep
In a dream of a drifting old
Turn over and kiss my sleepy eyelashes

My love...my generosity is me
Do not neglect the echo of the spray
I recommended you
I told her: Keep an eye
To see me from a glass
I commanded thunder to come to you in a whisper
I said to him: Do not be alarmed if lightning comes to you
Princess she, yes, though what
And if... you own a palace